City Boy:
California love
California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of L.A
In the city of good ol' Watts
In the city, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin', we keep it rockin'
Now let me welcome everybody to the Wild Wild West
A state that's untouchable like Eliot Ness
The track hits your eardrum like a slug to your chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that Sunshine State where the bomb-ass hemp be
The state where you never find a dance floor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
Lean mean money-making-machines servin' fiends
I been in the game for 10 years makin' rap tunes
Ever since honeys was wearin' Sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me
Diamonds shinin', lookin' like I robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to the Bay
Your city is the bomb if your city makin' pay
Throw up a finger if you feel the same way
Dre puttin' it down for Californ-i-a
California knows how to party
California knows how to party (Yes, they do)
In the city of L.A
In the city of good ol' Watts
In the city, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin', we keep it rockin'
Shake, shake it, baby
Shake, shake it, shake it baby
Shake, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali
Shake, shake it, baby
Shake, shake it
Shake, shake it mama
Shake it
Out on bail, fresh out of jail, California dreamin'
Soon as I step on the scene, I'm hearin' hoochies screamin'
Fiendin' for money and alcohol, the life of a Westside player
Where cowards die and the strong ball
Only in Cali where we riot, not rally, to live and die
In L.A. we wearin' Chucks, not Ballys (yeah, that's right)
Dressed in Locs and Khaki suits, and ride is what we do
Flossin' but have caution: we collide with other crews
Famous because we program
Worldwide, let them recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans
Bumpin' and grindin' like a slow jam
It's Westside, so you know the Row won't bow down to no man
Say what you say, but give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A
From Oakland to Sac-town, the Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put their mack down; give me love!
California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of L.A
In the city of good ol' Watts
In the city, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin', we keep it rockin'
Shake, shake it, baby
Shake, shake it
Shake, shake it, mama
Shake it, Cali
Shake, shake it, baby
Shake, shake it
Shake, shake it mama
Shake it, Cali
Uh, yeah, uh, uh, Long Beach in the house
Uh, yeah, Oaktown
Oakland definitely in the house
Frisco, Frisco
And you know L.A. up in this
Pasadena, where you at?
Yeah, Inglewood
Inglewood always up to no good
Even Hollywood tryin' to get a piece, baby
Sacramento, Sacramento where you at?
Throw it up, y'all! Throw it up, throw it up!
I can't see ya
Let's show these fools how we do it on this Westside
'Cause you and I know it's the best side
Yeah, that's right
West Coast, West Coast
California love
California love, yeah
California knows how to party
California knows how to party
In the city of L.A
In the city of good ol' Watts
In the city, the city of Compton
We keep 'em rockin', we keep 'em rockin'
Just come on shake, shake it, baby
Baby, baby, shake it mama, shake it mama, shake it mama

September 2014 Member of the Month
December 2014 Member of the Month
ERBoH.com's 2014 Artist of the Year
ERBoH.com's 2014 Member of the Year
February 2016 Member of the Month
ERBoH.com's 2016 Staff Member of the Year
ERBoH.com's 2016 Chatter of the Year
ERBoH.com's 2016 Most Active User of the Year
ERBoH.com's 2016 Best Meme of the Year (SEX PONIES)
ERBoH.com's 2016 Best REWF of the Year (Juiz vs Helioptle)
ERBoH.com's 2016 Spammer of the Year
ERBoH.com's 2016 Best Username of the Year (Hugh Mungus)

le epic maymays xdd:

Spoiler:

Originally Posted by Rocket

Is Juiz darth vader? i hope so because that means he gets to be a dad

Originally Posted by Dion

This isn't the first time Juiz has given Sane a forced analysis pounding and it won't be the last.

Originally Posted by Samilton

juiz is a revolutionary

Originally Posted by Dion

get cancer

Originally Posted by Samilton

They're called Japanese people, Juiz

Originally Posted by Gika

The fiirst rule of ERBOH.com is: You do not tell Juiz what to do.
The second rule of ERBOH.com is: You DO NOT tell Juiz what to do.

Originally Posted by Sans

do you have a moment to hear about our lord and savior juizus

Originally Posted by Rocket

sorry polar, im a moderator of the people

and the people say you suck

Originally Posted by sane

"Don't be such a pussy Sam." shouted Juiz, the big, strong, captivating godly man that he was.

Originally Posted by YellowNerd

I love juiz more than his girlfriend does

Originally Posted by sane

My name is Sane, and this is my buddy Juiz, we're kind of a big deal and we can kick a lot of ass and love Wonderwall.

Originally Posted by sane

this forum is dead and I am the necrophiliac who will fuck it back to life

Originally Posted by Brad

Juiz, you are truly the Shakespeare of our time. I laughed. I cried. I gave up red meat. Thank you, you beautiful bright ray of freedom in this otherwise fascist community. Thank you.

Country Boy:
Oh, oh-oh
Oh
Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road
I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more
I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road
I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more
(Kio, Kio)

I got the horses in the back
Horse tack is attached
Hat is matte black
Got the boots that's black to match
Ridin' on a horse, ha
You can whip your Porsche
I been in the valley
You ain't been up off that porch, now

Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road
I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more
I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road
I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more

Hat down, cross town, livin' like a rockstar
Spent a lot of money on my brand new guitar
Baby's got a habit: diamond rings and Fendi sports bras
Ridin' down Rodeo in my Maserati sports car
Got no stress, I've been through all that
I'm like a Marlboro Man so I kick on back
Wish I could roll on back to that old town road
I wanna ride 'til I can't no more

Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road
I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more
I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road
I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more

Redneck Boy:
You can tell the world you never was my girl
You can burn my clothes up when I'm gone
You can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms go back to the farm
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lips to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more
But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
You can tell your mom I moved to Arkansas
You can tell your dog to bite my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff whose fist can tell my lip
He never really liked me anyway
Or tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please
Myself already knows I'm not OK.
Or you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind
It might be walking out on me today
But don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Don't tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
I just don't think he'd understand
And if you tell my heart
My achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man

Hillbilly Boy:
She grew up in the city in a little subdivision
Her daddy wore a tie
Mama never fried a chicken
Ballet, straight A's, most likely to succeed
They bought her a car after graduation
Sent her down south for some higher education
Put her on the fast track, to a law degree
Now she's comin' home to visit
Holdin' the hand
Of a wild-eyed boy
With a farmer's tan
And she's ridin' in the middle of his pickup truck
Blarin' Charlie Daniels, yellin', "Turn it up!"
They raised her up a lady
But there's one thing they couldn't avoid
Ladies love country boys
Yeah, you know mamas and daddies want better for their daughters
Hope they'll settle down with a doctor or a lawyer
In their uptown, ball gown, hand-me-down royalty
They never understand
Why their princess falls
For some camouflage britches
And a southern boy drawl
Or why she's ridin' in the middle of a pickup truck
Blarin' Hank Jr., yellin', "Turn it up!"
They raised her up a lady
But there's one thing they couldn't avoid
Ladies love country boys
You can train 'em
You can try to teach 'em right from wrong
But it's still gonna turn 'em on
When they go ridin' in the middle of a pickup truck
Blarin' Lynyrd Skynyrd, yellin', (Turn it up!)
You can raise her up a lady
But there's one thing you just can't avoid
Ladies love country boys
They love us country boys, yeah
Oh, yeah, they can't stand it
It's that country thing, you know
Yeah, singin' na na
All those pretty ladies
I like the na na